Black and Gold

Walk | Talk | Think

No sign of Leon. As much as she tried not to let it bother her, the Adravendi male's absence did. He had promised when he had returned to stay for good this time, no more wanderings so that he could remain close. And though Ashtoreth had had no intention of holding him to it - friendship was hardly a reason to try confining someone to a specific location - somehow she still expected it. Later, she told herself, she would find him, as much trouble as that would bring her emotionally, and at the very least she would inform him of what he had missed, if not everything else that had been troubling her as of late too.

A handful more wolves arrived, and Chrysanthe began the proceedings. Ashtoreth's gaze remained attentive to their leader as she announced the success of Liberty's defense out in the Battlefield, though attested to losing Gideon in the same breath. She could only blink at the surprise of the admission. The other alpha - the one who had barely been here half a year perhaps - was gone? She had not been able to get to know the male on any level, only seeing of him what she had at their previous pack meeting, but his rank alone earned respect and the decent disappointment with his loss. Though she truthfully wanted no part in it, she hoped that Chrysanthe and the other higher ups might be able to bring him back.

Dreaded news was announced next. War. It was a possibility at this point - though Chrys seemed rather sure of their source - but even that was enough to cause the grey hunter's stomach to squirm. She was a poor fighter at best, prone to flight instead of fight, and would be of no use to her superiors if it came to battle. Her ears fell against her head slightly as she attempted not to shuffle in place nervously, casting a swift glance around again. Still no sign of Leon. She would need to mention this to him too, and if see if there might be any advice he could give her.

Names were called and ranks were given, and the sound of the word "sigma" had her ears perking curiously. Hunters? Sure enough, four new additions to the hunting ranks - her best confidant Meili included - and the uneasiness in her stomach subsided with an approving smile. This was wonderful! She had been hoping to get more recruits on her own, to pose a hunt for those who wished to show off their skills for consideration, but considering the circumstances the little nudge given by Chrysanthe had advanced the process considerably. That was okay though. Already the Psi was planning where she might test their skill, what they might be able to find and bring back for the newly appointed warriors once their training began. It was just the sort of thing she had needed to take her mind off of the pack's troubles.

A note to the healer's was given - along with another promotion to them - and things were beginning to dwindle down. Others who had not been appointed positions volunteered, speaking up to gain Chrysanthe's ear for their proposals. Having nothing to say herself, Ashtoreth remained silent, still smiling with a wag of her tail over the lucky new additions she had to her section of the ranks. While she continued to listen, though rather absently, she proceeded to make a quick run down of the territory and those beyond, brainstorming the best locations to scout and where she might call the sigmas together for a hunt.